Between the words, the other party has already begun to take the next step. Several people had their hands sealed, their swords unsheathed, and their steps were surprisingly consistent. "It's a monk." Lu Qichuan moved his wrist, and there was a hint of an almost crazy smile in his eyes, "A little nostalgic, I haven't killed a monk for many years." ”

"Lu Qichuan!"

Song Qingyin's voice didn't catch up with his movements, and the black mist in his hand hit straight into the chest of one of them, and the person showed pain, and after a while, he went limp and collapsed, spitting out a whimper from his mouth, but he was not completely dead, and fell to the ground with convulsions.

Seeing this, the rest of the people didn't want to entangle with him anymore, so they immediately changed direction and attacked Song Qingyin and them. Cheng Ye immediately summoned the thunder, and a bright thunder flashed in the clear sky, and several people had to try to dodge.

"Miss Song, you take Senior Xiao to ...... first" Before Cheng Ye finished speaking, his wrist was forcefully pressed. He watched Song Qingyin come out from behind him, and there was no light in his eyes.

At that moment, it was as if something had changed.

But he couldn't say what it was, but he felt that the person in front of him seemed to be different from before.

"Ninety-nine?" Xiao Minglan grabbed her from behind.

Song Qingyin turned around and gave her a big smile, "It's okay Sister Lan, Brother Cheng, it's better for you to leave first, they are coming for me." ”

"What......"

"That's right," Song Qingyin didn't let him speak, and his tone sank again, "Remember to stay away." ”

The thunder dissipated, and the few monks who were close to them were already scorched black, but soon they stood up crookedly again along with the monks who were killed by Lu Qichuan in the back.

Lu Qichuan looked at the blood stains on his hands with disgust, pinched the neck of the person in his hand who had already lost his breath but was still struggling, and threw him out.

At some point, the clouds gathered again on this side of the world above them.

Song Qingyin, who was only a few steps away from him, stood with his back to him, and somehow, he was made to see a cold look. Then, he saw Song Qingyin raise his arm. In an instant, his consciousness returned to his mind, the thick fog under his eyes faded, and he suddenly came to his senses.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Qichuan kicked away the monk who was blocking him and walked towards Song Qingyin.

I don't know when the blood flowing from the bodies of those monks gathered around Song Qingyin, but they kept a distance that would not touch her. Compared to the monks who were struggling repeatedly on Lu Qichuan's side, Song Qingyin's side was as quiet as death. The monks who fell to the ground were not really dead, their mouths were open in horror, but they couldn't make a sound, and the blood was agitating under their skin, so that they couldn't help but reach out and grab it. Lu Qichuan twisted his eyebrows and looked carefully, only to find that the tongues of those people had been bitten off by himself.

"Song Qingyin, what are you doing?"

As if she finally heard his bad tone, Song Qingyin turned around suddenly, her eyes were empty and terrifying, her left hand was slashed by herself with a small sword, and the bright red blood fell to the ground drop by drop, causing the blood of the monks around her to surge.

"Lu, Lu Qichuan...... They, they're not people at all, right? As if anxious to confirm something, she asked, pointing to the inhumanoid corpse on the ground.

"So, it's okay for me to kill them, right?"

"Yes!" Lu Qichuan slapped her head twice angrily, this time he didn't have any strength, and slapped Song Qingyin in the eyes I don't know what day it is, she shook her head, and the hollowness in her eyes became dazed.

Seeing that her head was flushed by herself, Lu Qichuan relented, "I never thought I was a good thing, and these people will kill ......."

Song Qingyin still looked at him stupidly with red eyes, and Lu Qichuan pressed his eyebrows with a headache, "But if you use your few pieces of broken paper, even if you use a sword to cut them, I won't talk nonsense with you for half a word." ”

"But see for yourself, what are you doing now?" Her wrist was grabbed and lifted, she was ruthless enough to herself, the wound under this sword was deep to the bone, Lu Qichuan held her down indiscriminately, "That's how Song Qiuyan taught you?" Can the blood spellmaster's bloodline be used casually? Are you too long-lived? I don't think you need to go to Cutting Moon Mountain, and you'll play yourself to death. ”

Song Qingyin was speechless by him, her eyes finally returned to her former clarity, she covered her head uncomfortably, "But I, I can't control it, the bloodline sealed by the master erodes the prohibition little by little, sometimes I don't know if it's me ......who is doing it."

"Lu Qichuan! Do you think I'm going to suddenly become a demon lord one day! Song Qingyin's head buzzed.

Lu Qichuan sighed, stretched out his hand to cover her eyes, and slowly introduced several imperceptible demonic qi escaping from her body into his body.

"When you are full in the future, go to exercise and eat, don't think about it."

Song Qingyin: You're just full.

"However, these monks don't look like ordinary treasure hunters." Song Qingyin felt that her whole person was much more relaxed, and the things that had been suppressed in her heart before seemed to have dissipated, but this seemed to be a good thing, so she didn't care.

"There is no demonic energy, but I can't feel the aura either." In this situation, it's hard not to let her connect with Xun Mo. Could it be that behind these people is the old man who deceived Xun Mo back then?

"Let's go, it's disgusting here." Lu Qichuan pulled her up from the ground, and in a moment, the corpses on the bottom had turned into a puddle of mud.

After walking for a long time, Song Qingyin was still muttering something there.

Lu Qichuan asked, "What are you talking about there?" ”

She didn't know what she was competing with, and she shook her head into a rattle for a while, and nodded her head firmly for a while.

"Ah!!h

Lu Qichuan was shocked by her and plucked his ears.

"That's it! Dao robe, crane pattern Liuyun Dao robe! I've definitely seen it, right here in Luoxia Mountain! Song Qingyin said.

Memories flooded like a flood, and in the dim treasury full of rare treasures, facing the dignified and majestic portraits of the Five Saints, the man in the crane pattern Liuyun Dao robe once stood in front of him, stroking the sword body with a pair of rough calloused hands, his eyes were full of shrewd calculations, and he opened his mouth to ask the black-robed young man accompanying him for this inconspicuous little sword. That person is probably the former head of Luoxia Mountain, the ancestor in Song Qingyin's mouth.

Why didn't you take it away later?

Lu Qichuan thought for a while before remembering that at that time, there was a little ghost with a big radish head who stumbled out of the hiding cabinet, wiped it with crying snot, tears and saliva, and cried and begged not to take it away.

Then a thin young man came, and while smiling, he took the dead girl away with a drag and a hug, and did not forget to quietly stuff it into his sleeve before leaving.

In the end, of course, he was punished, one big and one small knelt in the Five Temples with their own half-person-high books, and the little radish head couldn't open his eyes in less than half an hour, so Song Qiuyan could only hold the two of them happily alone, and he had to coax the little ancestor to sleep.

But this incident was really too long ago, and the girl who was embarrassed to die was only so old at that time and still remembered it, and it seems that she left a shadow in her heart.

"Alas, I can't remember when, have you seen Lu Qichuan?"

"I don't know, I can't remember if I've seen it." Lu Qichuan waved his hand, looking unwilling to talk in detail.

"Oh, that's right." Song Qingyin flattened his mouth and quickened his pace to walk in front of him.

Lu Qichuan looked at her back, the dead girl rarely cried so sincerely, although she was always pitiful, but most of the time she was pretending, others could see it, and she knew it in her own heart.

"Sister Lan! Brother Cheng! Song Qingyin waved vigorously at the two people waiting in front of him, smiling very happily.

Lu Qichuan looked away and coldly held his sword to follow.

Although Cheng Ye is willing to help, Xiao Minglan studied under Qingquan Valley, although he has also practiced the art of self-defense, but compared to them, he can be regarded as powerless. He couldn't see the depth of the sword spirit beside Song Qingyin, but he couldn't leave Xiao Minglan alone, so he had to wait here anxiously.

"Jiujiu, are you all right?" Xiao Minglan stepped forward, and as soon as he held Song Qingyin's hand, he heard the other party sigh and gasped.

Seeing the condition of her hands clearly, Xiao Minglan's beautiful eyebrows twisted slightly, his fingertips carried spiritual power, and the light green light dots covered the wound, and the blood quickly stopped, and the wound gradually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How is this wrapped? This will only infect the wound! Xiao Minglan said angrily, and then pulled off a clean handkerchief and bandaged her wounds meticulously.

Lu Qichuan: ......

"Miss Song, I have something to ask." Cheng Ye stood against the tree, the branches that had been crushed by the snow cast mottled shadows on his face.

Hearing him ask, Xiao Minglan ended the movements in his hands in three or two clicks, and several people were rarely upright.

Song Qingyin said: "Brother Cheng, I know what you want to ask. She smiled sheepishly, "Those treasure hunters are indeed coming at me, and I have a treasure on me that many people want, although I don't know how they learned that this thing is on me...... But since I have already found the door, it means that my whereabouts have been exposed. ”

"I'm really sorry for the trouble. The next road...... Let's go our separate ways! Thank you for taking care of you these days. ”

"Ninety-Nine ......"

"Miss Song, you didn't do anything wrong, you don't need to apologize." Cheng Ye walked out from under the shade of the tree and scratched his head innocently, "I just want to know what's going on, since that's the case, then let's be more careful in the future." Let's go, there should be Cloud City in front, let's go to the place where the museum is closed and settle down, and wait for the next news of the conference. ”

Unexpectedly, she got such an answer, Song Qingyin couldn't hold back the tears she couldn't hold back anymore, although her eyes were red, she still smiled and nodded, "Okay." ”